Name Joe
Birthdate 06.21.84
Class Rat.Cancer
Dx Schizophrenia; undifferentiated
Dosage Vicoden 50 mg QID
Physician Anya Lim
I am worth $10.00

1. Sex
2. Drugs
3. Alcohol
4. Pain
5. Chocolate Cake

Rome-ee
Andrei
Tina
Anya
the mermaid
the photoshop
the hidden mickey
the child prodigy
the doctors clinic
milo freeman
brownglasses
jaymi

December 2004
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March 2007

It rained today. For some reason it made me miss a lot of things.

I suddenly remembered my grandfather and our old house in Cebu. I suddenly miss the smell of cigarettes and pomade on my grandpa. I miss how he meticulously cut the grass in the lawn until they all evenly stand out like those old green doormats we used to have.

I miss my mom. I miss how she makes fun of me and how she disturbingly makes me laugh even if I had the shittiest of days.

I miss the beach. I miss my old friends.

I miss writing and I especially miss painting.

I miss my dog Nikki. I remember back when I was a lot younger than today, when everything was just so simple and seeing her wag her tail as I come home from school made me happy.

I miss lazy sunday afternoons with my dad. Doing nothing but listen to the old hits on the radio.

I miss my Aunt Nannette and her eccentric taste in clothes and my Aunt Miriam's banana chips.

I miss cleaning my room so much that I've grown a custom to dust bunnies and hair on my bedroom floor.

I miss my first love. I miss how she kisses my nape and stares blankly across the room whenever we're in a fight.

I miss my nephews hug, my sisters laugh and my brothers cooking. I miss how my kuya amazingly comes up with weird hindu dishes with curry powder and ginger root in a jiffy.

I miss nonsense bisaya conversations with Anya. I miss the old Ynna, the happy Nyx, the way Tina rubs my ear lobe and I really miss looking at my friend Sarah's hand while she lights a cigarette while driving.

I miss hearing my patients 'thank you's and the smiles they give me every time I don't screw up their medications and bed tags.

I miss ate Alma's peach incense and the poor man's doughnuts at Dos Castillas.

I miss my friend Sherryl with her puruntong.

I miss having peanuts and Scrabble with my cousins.

...funny how a little drizzle makes you miss the old days. Being a "grown-up" sucks. I could go on forever missing these things but hey, it stopped raining-

i took a shot.
9:33 PM

0 prescribe me a different pill.